Rotherham(i)
1 Yet remember thy Creator, in the days of thy vigour,––or ever come in, the days of discomfort, and the years arrive, in which thou shalt say––I have, in them, no pleasure;
2 Or ever be darkened––the sun, and the light, and the moon, and the stars,––and the clouds return after a downpour of rain;
3 In the day when the keepers of the house shall tremble, and the men of might bow themselves,––and the grinders cease because they are few, and they who look through the windows are darkened;
4 And the doors in the street be closed, when the sound of the mill become low,––and one rise at the chirp of a small bird, and low–voiced be all the daughters of song;
5 Yea, at what is high, they be in fear, and there be, terrors, in the way, and the almond be rejected, and the grasshopper drag itself along, and desire perish,––for man is going to his age–abiding home, when the wailers shall go round in the streets;